Editing Listen to a Paranoid Novelist
From Fallen London Wiki
Warning: You are not logged in. Your IP address will be publicly visible if you make any edits. If you log in or create an account, your edits will be attributed to your username, along with other benefits.
The edit can be undone. Please check the comparison below to verify that this is what you want to do, and then save the changes below to finish undoing the edit.
| Latest revision | Your text | ||
| Line 2: | Line 2: | ||
|Icon = bohogirl7.png | |Icon = bohogirl7.png | ||
|From Storylet title = The Realgar Quarter | |From Storylet title = The Realgar Quarter | ||
| − | |Description = When she's not locked in her garret torturing a typewriter, she wanders the streets | + | |Description = When she's not locked in her garret torturing a typewriter, she wanders the streets of the quarter. Lost in thought, she asks for credit at public houses and rants about the intrigues of the Khans. […] it's better to blend in with her kind of crowd. |
|ID = 249859 | |ID = 249859 | ||
|Unlocked with = {{Unlock|Object of a Khaganian Intrigue}}, {{Unlock|Outward Appearance of a Khaganian Front:|Academic}} | |Unlocked with = {{Unlock|Object of a Khaganian Intrigue}}, {{Unlock|Outward Appearance of a Khaganian Front:|Academic}} | ||
| Line 10: | Line 10: | ||
|Success description = […] The feverish work […] has left her with little sense of time or causation. | |Success description = […] The feverish work […] has left her with little sense of time or causation. | ||
| − | Put her ramblings into context, | + | Put her ramblings into context, however, and they reveal an inexplicable knowledge […]: the Wolf resents the Eagle; the Eagle envies the Leopard's position as Great Khan. […] |
}} | }} | ||
*{{Gain|Infiltrating...|10 x}} | *{{Gain|Infiltrating...|10 x}} | ||
| Line 18: | Line 18: | ||
{{Failure | {{Failure | ||
|Failure title = A long conversation trudging along a short road | |Failure title = A long conversation trudging along a short road | ||
| − | |Failure description = You note down as much as you can of the Novelist's ramblings. When you round a corner, though, you find two White-and-Golds leaning on a wall and staring right at you | + | |Failure description = You note down as much as you can of the Novelist's ramblings. When you round a corner, though, you find two White-and-Golds leaning on a wall and staring right at you - it seems they don't believe you're one of the Novelist's bohemian friends. |
}} | }} | ||
